(YOU'VE LOST ALL) SENSE OF FEELING
    to the tune of "(You've Lost That) Loving Feeling"
 (Righteous Brothers or Smokey Robinson and the Miracles)
    Lyrics by Fernando Vigil, Fred Liner and Jeff Howe

  You never close your eyes anymore when I hit your helm
  You've been beat upon by knights of a dozen realms
  You're trying hard not to show it (turkey!)
  But squire--the marshalls all know it

 CHORUS:
  You've lost all sense of feeling
  Whoa-oh, all sense of feeling
  That blow should have you reeling
  But it's tip--glance--light--low-oh-whoa-oh

  There's no acknowledgement in your eyes when my blows land true
  And your mangled helm shows the world what you're comin' to
  You know I just feel like dyin' (turkey!)
  'Cause squire--I'm tired of tryin'

CHORUS

    (Badum)
    (Badum--badum-badadadum)
    (Badum--badum-badadadum)
  Squire, squire--I'll get down on my knees to you
    (Badum--badum-badadadum)
  If you would only take blows like you used to do
    (Badum--badum-badadadum)
  We had a bout, a bout, a bout that took all day
    (Badum--badum-badadadum)
  So don't--don't--don't--shrug my blows away
    (Badum--badum-badadadum)
  Squire (Turkey!)
  Squire (Turkey!)
  I'm begging please (Please)
  Please (Please!)
  Please take that blow (It's good I know)
  Please take that blow (It's good I know)
  Please take that blow (It's good I know)
  Please take that blow (It's good I know)

  Bring back your sense of feeling
  Whoa-oh your sense of feeling
  Bring back your sense of feeling
  No more tip--glance--light
  Or you should not fight anymore

    (Badum--badum-badadadum)

  Bring back your sense of feeling
  Marshall's courts ain't appealing
  Bring back your sense of feeling
  No more tip--glance--light--low-oh-whoa-oh